Jon was about to slip away when Karyn suddenly opened one of the playhouse windows near him and found him standing right outside it. "Hi, Karyn." It was all he could manage to get out. He was so flustered.
"Hi, yourself, Jon," Karyn playfully greeted the rather flabbergasted teenager, who had seemingly appeared right outside her playhouse window. "Wanna play house? I can be the mommy and you can be the daddy. It'll be so much fun! Please, please, please!"
"O-kay," Jon finally said, giving in and making the childishly dressed teenage beauty smile ear to ear. It was quite eerie and more than a bit unsettling. To hear his friend talk about playing house and to seemingly enjoy doing so was beyond weird.
Despite all this, Jon joined in and played house with Karyn for a good half hour, before she grew tired of it and wanted to do something else. She clearly had his cousin's short attention span as well as her style and personality. Jon wasn't complaining though. But despite the obvious attraction of being near such a pretty girl who kept inadvertently flashing her panties at him, playing house only had so much of an appeal to him.
"You're fun, Jon. I like playing with you," Karyn told Jon. "Now, let's play something else," she suggested mischievously.
